So I am cutting out the love scene, and inserting something more PG. Then I am going to format this shorty without the notes. The fact I was able to even do this? Yay how fab. for me this is Talent Show. Because I’m the writer. To see the words being acted is everything because bringing my characters to life before my eyes.
ACT ONE, SCENE THREE
SETTING: TRENT’S Apartment, BALCONY SCENE
AT RISE: In soft light, we see MARINA and TRENT a little giddy from the wine, having danced away the sadness of the funeral of their old friend.
TRENT
Which one of the poems is your favorite, can you read it to me?
MARINA
It’s somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond.
TRENT
I don’t think I know that one
MARINA
(clearing her throat a little)
begins to read https://poets.org/poem/somewhere-i-have-never-travelledgladly-beyond
TRENT
Did you see the moon tonight?
MARINA
No
TRENT
Take my hand, let’s go see
MARINA
(puts her hand in his, he leads her to the balcony)
Funny old moon
TRENT
Ever see the face, I did once
MARINA
Really?
TRENT
I’ll never forget it
MARINA
I don’t want to say anything
TRENT
Me either
MARINA
What if our lips
TRENT
Met?
MARINA
I don’t know
TRENT
Let me make love to you
MARINA
Must be the moon or that song or?
TRENT
It’s you
MARINA
We’ve always been friends
TRENT
(kisses her on her neck)
MARINA
If you keep that up I might melt
TRENT
You look so beautiful in this moonlight
MARINA
So do you
TRENT
I think we should lie down
MARINA
On this balcony?
TRENT
We can use my jacket and make our bed of moonlight. I just want to hold you. It’s been so long since I felt a woman underneath me.
MARINA
Starts to cry a little
TRENT
It’s okay if you cry Marina, I understand
MARINA
It’s been so long
TRENT
Do you know how I want this to be Marina? Like the Moonlight Serenade neither of us ever had in our marriages.
MARINA
I thought I’d be rusty
TRENT
I guess it’s the kind of thing you never forget
MARINA
You’re crying
TRENT
Must be the magic
MARINA
Must be the moonlight
TRENT
Must be you
MARINA
Must be you Trent
TRENT
Put your head on my shoulder
MARINA
But Janine was
TRENT
Forget it. Life can be Heaven or Hell here on earth.
MARINA
Your eyes are twinkling
TRENT
Stars, I saw them for the first time
MARINA
I did, too.
END FADE TO BLACK
*notes
I think this whole play can be done with the lights, so no need for sets other than a table, a capstone, a candle, the record player and record, the book for ee, a few flowers. I can’t believe I did this with it. MAGIC! ❤
Adrienne Wilson 